Darth Plagueis Novels & Stories

"So they don't feel pain." "They don't feel mercy either." --- The leader of the Eclipse Guard stopped a hundred yards from the fortress. He slowly removed his silver wolf mask. A deep scar ran across his face, crossing one pale blue eye. His expression was empty. Cold. Lifeless. "Lynnek Moonfang." His voice echoed across the battlefield. "I am Commander Darius." "I was the one who killed your father's royal guard." Lynnek's heart pounded. "You murdered innocent people." "They stood between me and my mission."

Ethan sat across Jace in a coffee shop, his expression serious as he listened to Jace's report. "I found something boss" Jace said, leaning forward. "I've been tracking Darth's phone calls and I noticed he's been talking to this one guy a lot. So I did some digging and found out he's a godfather in politics. Ethan furrowed his eyebrows giving a questioning look "What kind of relationship do they have?" he asked. "I don't know for sure, but I have reason to believe that Darth's been working with him for years. He definitely bought his way into been declared minister of land Jace said.

The lights came on and it revealed his Kingsguard armour hanging on the wall. Mr Philip Jameson was actually Phileous, King Darth's most trusted Kingsguard that had followed the kids from Troleyadia seventeen years ago to kill them. He walked over to his armour and touched the metallic fabric around the chest area. It brought back all sorts of memories and he was lost in them. "Alas, it begins," He said.